The years I was a birdman

Chapter 359 Final Chapter The Years I Was a Birdman
"Well, that's my years as a Birdman."

In the kindergarten next to Fuze Hall, the well-dressed Zhang Shifei sat on a small bench, crossed his legs, fiddled with an unlit cigarette, and told stories to the children with a smile.

Speaking of this, the children seemed to be confused, as if they didn't understand much, only to see the boy with a thick head and a tiger head complained, and then said to Zhang Shifei: "What kind of crap story are you telling? what."

Broken story?Zhang Shifei was helpless at the time. He looked at these children with 'gritting teeth', and then said to the little boy: "What is a bad story? After telling it for so many days, my throat is almost dry. Isn't it nice? ?”

"It's too smeared." The children said with a smile: "It's so long-winded, it's not as good as what our principal said."

Ay Ya I gi?Looking at these little brats, Zhang Shifei immediately became depressed. He said that he, a person who once made a fuss in the underworld, was humiliated by a group of young children in the end.

But even so, he was not angry, he just pretended to be angry and said to the children: "Your director is already on your honeymoon now, or else you think I like to tell you... But anyway, you would It doesn’t cost money, just live and listen to the music.”

Hearing what Zhang Shifei said, those children looked at him with contempt in their eyes, and some even raised their middle fingers at him, making Zhang Shifei speechless for a while, thinking that Li Lanying must have taught them , That fat man doesn't know how to teach something.

But when you think about it, it is true that he is quite good at cutting people and killing monsters, but telling stories...he is really not very good at it, and his stories are so complicated that even now, he has not fully grasped the truth. I want to understand what kind of existence is in this world. Forget it, I don’t want to. I have already made a choice. Let the past me do it. What I have to do is to follow my choice. , as long as you don't stop, there will be hope.

Thinking of this, Zhang Shifei leaned back on the small stool, looked at his phone, smiled at the little ancestors, and said, "How about I give you half a day off?"

As soon as they heard about the holiday, the little ancestors all cheered up and stopped despising Zhang Shifei. Zhang Shifei was speechless for a while, and called their parents one by one. After all the children were picked up, Zhang Shifei Standing in the empty kindergarten, Shi Fei began to clean silently.

His movements were slow but meticulous. After putting everything in order, Zhang Shifei smiled, then locked the door and went out. The sky outside was clear, which is rare in winter.

It's almost the Chinese New Year, and it's been almost two months since he came back. Zhang Shifei looked at the sky, and his mood improved. He thought in his heart that his current split should be living a very carefree life in Hainan with Liu Yudi in his arms.

After Zhang Shifei came back, Mr. Hu and the others came again. Zhang Shifei looked at them and smiled without saying a word. Mr. Hu kept his promise. He said to Mr. Cui, now I can relieve you. There are five disadvantages and three deficiencies.

But Mr. Cui didn't agree immediately when he heard what it said. Instead, he asked it, how much will it cost you to undo my fate?

Mr. Hu San smiled slightly, and then said, my life.

Mr. Cui shrugged, this is Thaksin, because he knows that everything in the world is not free, if you get something, you have to lose the same thing, whether you lose it yourself or someone else loses it, this is not what Mr. Cui wants to see. So he said to Mr. Hu San, "Forget it, I don't want to let the entire Northeast Wild Immortal Realm get out of control because of me."

He rejected Mr. Hu San, who was very moved by Mr. Hu, so they decided to give Mr. Cui a consolation prize. Dao Xing helped Mr. Cui to 'block his life'. This blocking his life means blocking his fate. On this day, Mr. Cui is free.

How advanced the Taoism of the wild immortals in the past is, Mr. Cui, even if he lives to death, it will only last seven to eighty years at most.

That is to say, he, a man who commits five concealments and three deficiencies, can have one day of love every year.

Mr. Cui was very satisfied, he hugged Liu Yudi and said with a smile: Don't tell me, we are really like Cowherd and Weaver Girl.

Liu Yudi smiled, but did not speak.

Yi Xinxing is married, so Mr. Cui and his wife, Yi Xinxing and Zhang Yaxin, went out for a honeymoon together. He and Liu Yudi can have a precious opportunity to love each other unscrupulously once a year. Liu Yudi is very satisfied, he said, this is also good , the shorter the love, the more it will be cherished.

Well, it seems that they really think of themselves as Cowherd and Weaver Girl, but who will be the magpie.

Zhang Shifei came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, and then sat in it, the car drove slowly, Zhang Shifei looked out of the car window, the street was already a silvery white, this is the winter in the Northland, It looks very pure.

Cai Handong was actually quite miserable. On the night when Zhang Shifei and the others came back, everyone was having a carnival. Cai Handong went to the toilet, but he stayed in the toilet for more than half an hour. When he came out, he Crying, he just said that when he looked in the mirror, he saw something unexpected.

Since that day, his eye of karma has never been effective again, and he has never said what he saw in the mirror, but he has never found a girlfriend since then. Facing the Buddhist scriptures in a daze.

Until later, when everyone was drinking, Cai Handong was drunk, and everyone asked him why he didn't find a girlfriend. Cai Handong said that his girlfriend was far away, waiting for him with her most beautiful side.

Li Lanying was no longer in Fuzetang, he went to work in his father's company, became serious, and began to participate in one after another dinner party, his belly seemed to have the air of a leader.

But Zhang Shifei is still staying in Fuzetang, doing some "shameful" superstitious things, but he also understands that he will leave sooner or later, so he has already applied for an adult university and plans to return to the university next year. After studying in school, he said that he wanted to be a lawyer in the future.

With a sound of sand, the taxi stopped at the gate of a certain school in Jiangbei, and Zhang Shifei got out of the car. For him, the sky and the earth may be gray and white, so he likes snow very much, because it is what he can see with his eyes The truest color.

Fu Xuehan waved to him under a tree, Zhang Shifei walked over with a smile, he and Fu Xuehan walked side by side in the school without holding hands, the flower language of pink rose is: oath of love.

Although Zhang Shifei has been unable to pursue the oath, he has already understood that this world is a big strange circle, and promises are sometimes like lies. If you want to keep this promise, you must make a bigger promise.

Zhang Shifei, you are such a bird man, he once scolded himself in his heart.

Maybe, he was too tired, so he didn't want to think about the so-called promise and the so-called reincarnation.

A good relationship finally sighs quietly, and the fragrant soul is buried in the snow.

Although Fu Xuehan may be the reincarnation of Xu Ying's soul, she is no longer Xu Ying, because the flowers of the New Year's Eve are different from season to season.

This year's flower is no longer the one of last year.

Speaking of flowers.A wry smile appeared on Zhang Shifei's face again. Now his parents have restored their previous relationship, and the things in Zhang Shifei's previous dreams have become reality. Of course, after all, people can't always survive when they go out to have nightmares. In the midst of nightmares, life is good.

He persuaded his parents to reclaim a piece of land in the yard of his house in the spring of next year, but instead of growing vegetables, he wanted to grow flowers. He didn't understand these things at first, so he wanted to check it online, but found The news made him a little regretful, because the flowers he most wanted to grow could not adapt to the northern weather.

The north is very cold, like the wind in Harbin, like the snow in Harbin, white, pure, but biting. Zhang Shifei looked at the black words on the screen, and after a while, he was relieved.

Walking in the university in Jiangbei, Zhang Shifei looked at the surrounding scenery. This place is still here, and the environment will not change because of people. Back lightly.

After a while, the two walked to the library. The window of the library was covered with a thin layer of ice flowers, and the things inside could be vaguely seen. Zhang Shifei stood there, staring at the second floor A woman's figure was vaguely reflected on the window of the window, and that figure was so familiar to him.

She was reading a book quietly, and Zhang Shifei looked at her quietly again.

"It has been learning her every word and deed, and it is exactly the same now." Fu Xuehan looked at Zhang Zhengfei's face, and then said softly: "Sometimes, even I think, she is real, even her character is different." Same."

"Maybe." A bitter smile appeared on Zhang Shifei's face, and then he said lightly: "Although the appearance is the same, it is not her."

Fu Xuehan sighed, and then she looked at the pale man next to her. He hadn't cried, but there were tears all the time. Fu Xuehan lowered her head, thought for a while, and said softly to Zhang Shifei : "Maybe, it asked me before, what flower is Sister Liang's favorite, but I didn't know, so I didn't answer it."

Zhang Shifei looked at the familiar figure in the window, his bitter smile did not disappear, and he said to Fu Xuehan indifferently: "Her favorite is called Casablanca."

Casablanca's flower language is: great love, silent waiting, and indifferent eternity.

The weather in Harbin is very strange. The sky was clear and clear just now, but now snowflakes are slowly drifting up and down from the sky. In the eyes, it was strange. Although the snowflakes were falling at this moment, the clouds in the sky did not cover the sun. Zhang Shifei raised his head, and the warm sunlight made him unable to open his eyes.

Originally, Zhang Shifei thought that his eyes had lost their real color.

But at that moment, Zhang Shifei's eyes were suddenly in a trance, and he realized that the color is fake and the sunshine is real.

(end)

(Seven or eight months in a row, the book is finally finished. I would like to thank the book friends who have been following me. So far, the second part of the "Fate Trilogy" has come to an end. The story of this book begins after "Yin Yang", but But it developed in "Yin Yang", which I wanted to try a long time ago. It can be said that this book is not only the follow-up of Mr. Yin Yang, but also its prequel. This is the one I have written the most words and tried the most. This book, although I know it can’t be perfect, but now that it’s finished, I’m very pleased. Thank you for your support. Old Cui, I will rest for a few months and start a new story. Of course, the next book will be a brand new story. , has nothing to do with fate. As for the third and last book of the "Fate Trilogy", I will create it in the best state after the next book is finished. That's it. Thank you for your support to Lao Cui all the time. I wish you all a happy life and smooth work.)
（2011年9月16日中午11：59写于牡丹江）
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